Teacher, I am actually a villain magical girl

After that, the injured woman just endured the pain, sighed, and looked at her helplessly:

"I was planning to... not be able to do anything to you."

Chapter 104 Yes, We Are Magical Girls

The classroom was gradually engulfed in flames. In the almost suffocating fire, there were two figures trapped inside.

Kuroki Yuuka stared blankly at the injured woman falling in his arms, looked at the scar on her forehead, and looked at the blood of the woman dripping on her body.

She was saved by the woman in front of her.

why?

Kuroki Ikuka had two questions, and under the circumstances, there was no way they could be answered.

Why did this woman come to save me?

Risking his own life to save someone like me.

The woman usually looked so cold, and there was no special relationship between her and him. They usually didn't even talk to each other.

Like now, they are injured and the fire is getting bigger and bigger. They might be engulfed by the flames and die here. If the teacher hadn't done this, this wouldn't have to happen.

And why do women have the courage to rush in?

The flames were so hot that her legs were too weak to move just from being surrounded by them, but the woman rushed in and saved herself despite facing attacks from the monsters.

Obviously not a magical girl.

He is such a weak ordinary person.

"Teacher, wake up......"

Her voice was trembling slightly, shaking the woman, but soon after saving herself, the woman fainted due to the injuries and the air in the fire.

And because she is a magical girl transformer, her physical fitness is better.

She wanted to carry the woman on her back and run away from here, but she was still afraid that she might not be able to escape.

What should I do at this time?

Kuroki Yuuka burst into tears. She cried in a panic and tried to shout for help:

"Who will save us... Magical girl? Where is the magical girl?"

She called out for the magical girl desperately, but was soon choked by the scorching air and felt as if her lungs were being burned off.

Her breathing dried up little by little, and she could no longer shout.

Kuroki Yuuka's tears also dried up in the flames, and in the end she just lowered her head with a sad expression.

Of course no one would come.

When you are in despair, calling out the name of a magical girl seems to bring hope. Many people have hoped for this.

But for her, that hope was never met.

On that occasion long ago, she was also in the process of undoing her transformation, looking at her friend whom she could not save, and calling out the magical girl's name in despair.

But no matter how long she called, the magical girl never came.

Magical girls never respond to her expectations.

Even this time.

After she could no longer shout, she held her wand with trembling hands.

The magic wand had black wings, like a bird with broken wings that could not take off.

And the magical girl An Yu, just like last time, did not respond to her.

"Please... move, please... why don't you move?"

She must look ridiculous now.

A magical girl who can't even transform.

No matter how many times he called upon the wand, it remained motionless, as if he were fiddling with a toy whose batteries had run out.

Kuroki Yuuko loosened his hand.

The fallen angel fell to the ground with a clanging sound, and its broken wings fell to the ground weakly, like a bird whose wings were burned by flames.

She failed again.

It was like a nightmare I had had countless times.

………………

Kuroki Ikuka had no idea from beginning to end why she was chosen as a magical girl.

Even a black magic girl probably has some unique features.

But she didn't.

She probably only inherited her mother's appearance, which is quite cute, but other than that, she is almost useless.

He has no opinion of his own and is only good at pleasing others. He is weak and lazy.

He has no backbone in doing anything and likes to give up halfway.

I am a little kind, but I just feel a little sad when I see someone’s misfortune on the Internet, but I won’t do anything special except sympathize.

There is nothing wrong with a person like her.

But why did she become a magical girl when she is not special?

Even after gaining that special power, she was still repeating the failures in reality. When the fire broke out, she was unable to reach out to her friend in the flames and just fell down.

If only it were just a nightmare.

But her friend's voice kept appearing in her mind, rising gently and asking her questions in the dark and silent world.

"Why... didn't you save me?"

That's because I'm weak.

I'm sorry that I couldn't save you at that time. I feel guilty that my weakness and arrogance caused you to be trapped in the fire. I still hate my own weakness until now.

I was so miserable that I couldn't reach out my hand to you.

If only I could be a little stronger.

"You are always...cowardly and selfish, retreating when you are afraid."

I am cowardly and selfish, and I retreat when I encounter something I am afraid of.

When those girls say bad things to you, when you are standing alone in a dark corner, when you are caught in a sea of ​​fire and are all alone.

I wanted to help you, but I didn't do anything.

I am an accomplice of those people.

Like them, I hurt you and brought you to a tragic end. The pain turned into burn marks that are still engraved in my heart.

Why am I so pathetic? I always think so.

'fraud.'

'I don't want to see you anymore.'

That may be right.

From the beginning, everything went wrong.

I am not suitable to be a magical girl, or even to be anyone. I am not loved by anyone, and I am not needed by anyone. I am completely useless, so naturally I cannot stand in front of you.

A mean soul, an embarrassing inside, a weak heart.

Who needs me?

This fact makes me feel painful. Why was I born?

If there is even one person calling me and needing me, perhaps I can muster up a little courage.

But I still failed.

'I wish you didn't exist.'

"Why wasn't you the one who got burned?"

'It would be nice if you died in that fire.'

Even now, I am imagining your voice.

That was actually a curse I cursed myself.

I was always putting myself down, thinking that one day I would meet a tragic end in the hope that this would redeem me.

If only I didn't exist.

I wish I was the one who got burned that day.

I wish I could have died in that fire.

Even though this will make my mother sad, I still can't help thinking this way.

I don't know what to do anymore.

So I was immersed in a nightmare.

I trapped myself in a painful, tormenting nightmare, constructing a false past.

I hope I can die here crying and never wake up.

Everything should be seamless.

But why is this happening?

In this nightmare world that should only be filled with your curses, someone else's voice appears?

Sounds I never imagined.

A voice clearer and more indifferent than yours.

"I can't even solve my own problems, how can I help you solve yours?"

The woman's voice was very strange.

It wasn't very gentle, but it made me feel a little comforted.

Obviously he needed help more than I did, but he still called me and was there when I was wavering.

Therefore, it also confused me.

Why am I here?

I came to this world and stand here because I have some meaning, right?

If anyone needs my help that would be great.

If I can do something meaningful, maybe I will gain some meaning too.

Maybe if I muster up a little more courage, I can reach out to you that day.

'What the hell are you talking about? You're acting weird now, you should just die!'

That's weird.

I suddenly understood.

Your voice is always weird.

She was so gentle in my memory, but here she is so cold and vicious.

You should never be able to make a sound again.

Why are you still chattering here?

I think I have given up everything in the past, and I plan to just rot in the past with you, so that I can once again escape the reality of my mistakes.

But before that, I want to do something else.